Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two

"Ah --"

pain in her palm brought her back

pain and she withdrew her hand

stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

ordered coldly, frowning.

order to take the pieces out, he had

Would hurt.

worriedly at the pale face of Tracy, and his heart trembled abruptly.

her in such

"No --"

of the knife touched

by the sharp knife, not to mention the

to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held

while, the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's

at her eyes, which were full of fear

"You know it hurts?"

You don't

leap from the chair to the

that Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again,

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this

was much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

shook her

looked at him coldly, "Brody, are you worried about

looked at him

seemed that he remembered what he was

cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her on it.

care about you?

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed on her hand.

tie you up

continued to threaten.

face turned pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not

was so dizzy as if she

"A little bit painful..."

with hesitation.

when

pain flashed through her eyes.

that Tracy was very feeble, but she

in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at her

feel painful,

at her. Then he made up his mind

that, he pointed the sharp knife at

stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart skipped a

of fear rose from the bottom of

her own thought was

into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on

"Hmm --"

in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream,

teeth, she

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand and made a clear

whether it was her tears or her

was a little hesitant when

gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a

while the sharp pain in her palm

did feel the knife cutting her

to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but

of the pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting into

lips were cut

several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared at the